After crossing over, I was favored by the villain

Feng Hanyun ignored Jiaolan, she was already being polite, and went to ask the patrolling soldiers about Yuchuan's location.

Upon learning that Yuchuan was recuperating in her room, Feng Hanyun still came to her door and knocked on it.

"Come in!" She could hear that Yuchuan was very confident and didn't look like he was hurt, so she pushed the door open and went in.

Finding Yuchuan being bandaged by the military doctor beside him, Feng Hanyun asked, "Is the general injured?"

Yuchuan waved his hand and asked the military doctor to go first. He bowed to Feng Hanyun and said, "The injury is not serious. I had a conflict with those demon cultivators. I am sorry for disturbing you. I hope Miss Feng will not mind."

"you..."

Yuchuan sighed softly, "There was a small conflict and a fight. I was not well-trained, so I lost and got injured."

Feng Hanyun breathed a sigh of relief and whispered, "In that case, it was I who misunderstood Guerlain."

Yuchuan asked without hearing clearly, "What did Lady Feng say?"

Feng Hanyun shook his head. "Nothing. Since this is a competition between you two, I won't interfere. Sorry for disturbing you."

Having said that, Feng Hanyun bowed and said goodbye.

Watching Feng Hanyun leave, Yuchuan fell into deep thought. It seemed that they had indeed fought a battle just now. The other side only sent out one secret guard, and twenty elite soldiers of the Fuhu Army were injured. If he had not shown mercy, I'm afraid...

Forget it, since we are just living under someone else's roof, we can just turn a blind eye to them to avoid causing unnecessary trouble.

After Feng Hanyun returned to the room, he saw Wan Ling standing beside Jin Yan, helping her wipe her body. The exposed skin made Feng Hanyun subconsciously turn his back.

Wan Ling saw Feng Hanyun and bowed hurriedly, "Master, I saw that Senior Sister's forehead was soaked with sweat, so I wanted to help her wipe it off."

"You are thoughtful." Feng Hanyun coughed lightly a few times to hide his embarrassment. It was not right to turn back or leave.

Wan Ling saw Feng Hanyun's embarrassment and asked, "Master, how is Senior Sister?"

Feng Hanyun lowered his head. "The injury is serious. I have already used medicine. Whether she can survive tonight depends on herself."

She slowly turned around and looked at Jin Yan on the bed, her eyes full of worry. She felt Jin Yan's pain. If she didn't have the magic energy, she would probably lie there too. But Jin Yan was different. Her spiritual power was low, and these real injuries had a great impact on her body. If the medicine she fed her worked, she would wake up after tonight and recover slowly. If she couldn't wake up...

Wan Ling also looked at Jin Yan with a worried look on her face, "Senior Sister is a kind person, nothing will happen to such a person."

"I hope so." Feng Hanyun turned to look at Wan Ling, "Do you know what happened to those people outside today?"

Wan Ling bowed and said, "My disciple knows that the two sides agreed to win by fighting. Among the five demon cultivators, a man with half-masked face was sent to fight. The general sent out the best soldiers in the Fu Hu Army. The man with half-masked face challenged 20 soldiers of the Fu Hu Army alone and retreated unscathed. However, he was not killed. They both fought to a certain extent and the soldiers only suffered minor injuries."

Feng Hanyun knew that her attitude towards Jiaolan today was a bit bad. She thought for a moment and said, "If Yan'er wakes up tomorrow, you can prepare some food to entertain these guests when you are free. If Yan'er doesn't wake up..."

"No," Wan Ling interrupted Feng Hanyun, but she knew she was being rude, so she nodded slightly to apologize to Feng Hanyun, and said, "Disciple will go prepare the ingredients for tomorrow."

Seeing Wan Ling's determination to leave, Feng Hanyun opened his mouth. Wan Ling had only been with Jin Yan for a few days, but she was so sure that Jin Yan would be fine. However, as her master, he could not protect her efforts. This was really wrong.

She simply stopped thinking about it and, relying on the power of their dual cultivation, she prepared to take out the secret book and practice it, just in case she could help Jin Yan in another way.

While Jin Yan was unconscious, he seemed to see some memories that did not belong to him, as if... as if they were fragments of the original owner's memories.

She saw a totem that looked like a golden phoenix refined by fire, with a huge peony flower behind it. It was very similar to the pattern on her back. This totem existed everywhere in the entire palace.

She seemed to be lost in this palace. The palace was extremely vast, but there was no one in it. She felt endless fear until she found a dog hole under the palace wall. Only then was her small body able to escape from this horrible place.

After that, he was bullied, had to compete with wild dogs for food, ate and slept with beggars, and was abused.

"No... No, don't hit me, no! I won't dare to rob again, I don't dare, don't hit me! Please, don't!" Jin Yan was trapped in a nightmare. Feng Hanyun, who was practicing nearby, heard the voice and hurried forward to check on Jin Yan.

"Yan'er..." Feng Hanyun saw that her expression was distorted and she looked very painful, with tears in the corners of her eyes, which all indicated that Jin Yan had fallen into a nightmare.

She gently stroked her hair, trying to calm her nightmare, and whispered softly in her ear, "Don't be afraid, Yan'er, your master is here."

This really had some effect on Jin Yan, and her expression eased a little.

Seeing that she had gradually calmed down, Feng Hanyun picked up the towel left by Wan Ling and wiped Jin Yan's forehead.

Feeling like she had found a lifeline, she desperately clung to this only tenderness, "Don't go, I'm scared, please stay with me."

The reality was that Jin Yan held Feng Hanyun's hand tightly, begging her not to leave.

Feng Hanyun sighed lightly, and did not pull away the hand she was holding. Instead, he took the cold towel from her forehead with his other hand and began to wipe it for her.

With Feng Hanyun's care, Jin Yan no longer fell into the nightmare, and her body gradually healed, allowing her to slowly wake up.

Jin Yan opened her eyes and the pain in her body eased a lot. Only after confirming that this was the Rosewood Pavilion did she feel relieved.

[Huh, it’s great, I’m still alive. ]

She wanted to get up, but found that her hand was tightly holding a soft hand. She slowly looked in the direction of the owner of the arm and found that the person she was holding was Feng Hanyun. Feng Hanyun was sitting cross-legged on the edge of her bed, with one hand tightly held by her, and the other hand resting on his knees, with his eyes closed.

Looking outside again, the sky was already bright.

[Is it possible that I was in a daze and held the goddess' hand, and spent the whole night like this? She...she wouldn't kill me, would she? ]

Feng Hanyun felt helpless when she heard this. She was about to open her eyes to warn Jin Yan, but she heard her inner voice.

[The goddess is really pretty from this angle, but my vocabulary is too shallow. ]

[I have achieved financial freedom at a young age, and now I can enjoy life beautifully. If I have any regrets, it would be meeting my goddess. I am not going to die suddenly in real life, am I?]

[Forget it, I'll just die. Maybe I won't regret dying if she kills me.]

[The goddess's hands are so soft and tender, they don't look like the hands of a swordsman at all, but more like the hands of someone playing the zither or painting. If she hadn't been bewitched by the scumbag, she could have become a great hero.]

[Then I will help my goddess and become the hero of that generation! ]